Little Dreamer's Eyes
Darlin' dreamin in the night, shadows on the windows
7.21.2005
Touched
Everyday I wake you up. Your hair twisted and spiked from the sweat on your pillow. Lines down the side of your face. Your back arched with your shoulder tilted to one side.
You open your eyes and my face is the first that you see for the day. I smile at you and sometimes talk to you in that baby voice that you're growing out of oh so fast. Too fast.
You reach your hands above you and bend your knees and roll to the side as if to tell me to leave you be. Five more minutes.
Were you dreaming?
Sometimes I ask but I usually get a grunt of a response as I pick you up and place you upright to get ready for the day. I put on your school clothes and straighten your glasses. I put your wild hair into place and groom you for your trip on the bus where you'll win over hearts and smile at strangers out the window.
So sweet. Your little voice. Your grown up thoughts. Your opinions that I no longer influence. I'm so proud of you and how you go about your day touching the lives of those you meet, never realizing the impact you have.
Never realizing how you've touched my life in a way that I could never have imagined.
You open your eyes and my face is the first that you see for the day. I smile at you and sometimes talk to you in that baby voice that you're growing out of oh so fast. Too fast.
You reach your hands above you and bend your knees and roll to the side as if to tell me to leave you be. Five more minutes.
Were you dreaming?
Sometimes I ask but I usually get a grunt of a response as I pick you up and place you upright to get ready for the day. I put on your school clothes and straighten your glasses. I put your wild hair into place and groom you for your trip on the bus where you'll win over hearts and smile at strangers out the window.
So sweet. Your little voice. Your grown up thoughts. Your opinions that I no longer influence. I'm so proud of you and how you go about your day touching the lives of those you meet, never realizing the impact you have.
Never realizing how you've touched my life in a way that I could never have imagined.